This is a true story: Last night, my nine month old son crawled over to a toy golf club and started waving it around. That's a normal enough occurrence in a house full of Boys. But then he paused, fixated on the club. He looked all around the room as if searching for something. The next thing I knew, he was off! He had spied a golf ball. Not only did he know that the club and the ball belonged together, he then proceeded to bang the club up and down on the ball. He doesn't quite have the swing down, but he clearly knew that the club was for hitting the ball. Is he the next Tiger Woods? Only if Owen doesn't beat him to it! Is he a genius? Quite possibly!
So proud of himself!
My genius baby is giving a discourse on the sport of golf.
Demonstrating what not to do with a golf ball.
"Golfing" while sporting the snorty face
Heading to Mommy's lap for a cuddle
1 comment:
That is hilarious! Wow Noah.
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